This past weekend we took a trip to Sheridan, Wyoming to visit my grandparents. My mom, dad and brother, Dave all came along too. Saturday, we took Gabe on his first fishing trip to my favorite place in the whole world, Piney Creek in the Big Horn Mountains. The water was high and the fishing okay. I hate to admit it, but I was outfished by both my dad and little brother. Gabe was a great sport and didn't complain all day, he must love fishing too!!! He really seems to love being outside. After fishing, we met my mom and grandparents for a picnic that evening at Story Fish Hatchery (my second favorite place in the whole world). We played games at the hotel that night and I destroyed my parents and brother at Samurai. I challenge anyone to take me down... I am the greatest! (Chuck, I'm talking to you.)
Sunday we went to church at a small branch in Ranchester. This was the smallest church building I have ever seen. Perhaps a glimpse of things to come for us. The chapel probably seated 60 people max. There were probably only 25 people in the congregation and our family was four of them! It strangely reminded me of my mission in Ukraine. After church we took a quick trip to the cemetery to visit the graves of my Grandpa Heaton, Grandma & Grandpa Bell, and my namesake John Edwin Bell. Later, Grandpa Roy took me back and showed me where Grandma Charolette's ashes were burried. We then went to lunch at Grandma Heaton's and fried the trout we caught on Saturday. It was fun to have all the grandparents join us again for lunch. Everyone was there, my Grandma Heaton, Grandma Blanche, Grandpa Roy and his son Mickey. We got some yardwork done for my Grandma Heaton and took a trip out to the Dry Farm to pickup a water tank.
Grandma Heaton came with us, it was a special trip since this is the first time she's been out there since my grandpa passed away last April. It was extremely green and I haven't seen the water that high in the resevoir since I was a little tike. There were antelope and deer everywhere, I sure love it out there! We went back to the hotel and went swimming that afternoon. It was Gabe's first time in the pool and he had a ball! We had dinner at Sanfords and Grandpa Roy joined us. It was pricey, tastey, and our waitress was horrible. We ended the day by playing games again. Yes, I killed everyone at Samurai again. I am the greatest!
Monday, we got up and went to breakfast at the traditional spot, Perkins. Grandma Heaton joined us and it was nice. Grandma Blanche didn't feel like getting dressed so she didn't come. We got checked out of the hotel, picked up my old highchair that I used to sit in at Grandma Blanche's house from Grandma Heaton's house, said our goodbye's and we were off! On the way home, we stopped at Independence Rock. We saw the names carved in the stone, a rattlesnake and I climbed to the top.
We also stopped at Martin's Cove. Went through the Visitor's Center, musuem, and took a small trek were me and Rach pulled mom and Gabe in a handcart. Couple more quick stops for diaper changes and food and we were home, late! It was an eventful, enjoyable, rockus time!
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